Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

He looked down at her with a cold expression, "Where are those people?"

He won't let anyone who dares hurt her go.

"I beat him unconscious." Jian Qing's eyebrows arched, not looking like the killing god Shura before.

He raised his eyebrows coldly, "Didn't you beat him to death?"

"There should be hope." She said amusedly.

Quan Yifei listened to the conversation between the two of them quietly, her head full of black lines. Is it really okay to talk about this in front of the police?

Out of the corner of his eye, he secretly glanced at Officer Wang who was standing not far away. Seeing the unspeakable expression on his face, he felt sympathy for him for a second.

Song Xirou looked at the two people hugging each other, and the hatred deep in her eyes was surging. From the beginning to the end, he only had her in his eyes. Even Mrs. Quan and the others, he had not asked a question, what did Jian Qing think of him? Is it that important?

Captain Wang, who was standing aside, saw that the time was almost up, stepped forward and said inappropriately, "Miss Jian, ten minutes are up."

Jian Qing looked up at Quan Jingwu and motioned for him to let go, "I want to make a note."

"I'll go with you." Quan Jingwu frowned and glanced at Captain Wang lightly. Officer Wang was so excited that he felt like he was back to the feeling of facing the instructor during previous training.

Not only that, the person in front of him is even more terrifying than the devil instructor.

Jian Qing hummed and turned to look at Quan Yifei, "Yifei, Xiaojing will accompany me. You and your aunt should go back first."

Quan Yifei nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Okay."

The driver of the Quan family also arrived, got out of the car and opened the door for Mrs. Quan.

Rui Yi then got into the car, rolled down the window and looked at Quan Jingwu, "Jingwu, after finishing the things, bring Xiao Qing'er to the old house. I will ask the kitchen to make soup for Xiao Qing'er in the evening."

"Yes." Quan Jingwu responded without raising his head as he looked down at the person beside him.

In the car, Song Xirou's eyes dimmed, and her jealousy towards Jian Qing became even more intense.

Watching the car leave, Jian Qing turned to look at Captain Wang and said slowly, "Captain Wang, let's drive there ourselves."

"Oh, okay, okay." Captain Wang, still a little confused, responded quickly.

Quan Jingwu opened the car door and Jian Qing sat in. He walked around to the other side and got into the driver's seat. The engine started, and the black sports car raised a burst of gray dust and disappeared in an instant.

Team Wang took a sip of exhaust fumes and followed him in his car resignedly.

On the way, Jian Qing closed her eyes and fell asleep, inserting her right hand into her pocket without leaving any trace.

Quan Jingwu focused his attention on her. When he saw her closing her eyes, he thought she was tired and slowed down the car slightly.

When they arrived at the place, Quan Jingwu accompanied Jian Qing in, and his superiors were waiting inside.

Before coming, Captain Wang made a call to the bureau. As soon as he heard Quan Jingwu's name, the person above hung up the phone and rushed out of the office to wait.

"Master Jing!" the middle-aged man shouted enthusiastically.

Quan Jingwu's handsome face was cold, and the chill in his purple eyes was intimidating, "Aren't you going to take notes?"

"Yes, hurry up." The middle-aged man turned to Captain Wang and said, "Hurry up, don't waste the time of Mr. Jing and Miss Jian."

Captain Wang despised his boss's diligent and flattering manner, but since he was his immediate boss, he had no choice but to obey his orders.

Quan Jingwu was there. How could the middle-aged man dare to extend the recording time? In less than five minutes, the recording was over. The middle-aged man greeted Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing from the inside to the door until they After driving away, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned back.

Finally, the Buddha was sent away.

In the car, looking at the scenery outside the window, Jian Qing recognized that this was not the direction back to Shijin Palace, and turned to look at the man driving next to her.

"Xiao Jing, where are you going?"

"Take you back to the old house, my mother will make soup for you." Quan Jingwu controlled the steering wheel with one hand and rubbed the top of her hair with the other.

Jian Qing was startled, and suddenly remembered what Rui Yi said just now, and almost forgot about it.

"There are no clothes for me in the old house, so I can't walk around in these clothes, right?" She couldn't stand being dirty and stained with blood.

"It's okay, let someone send it over." He said.

Jian Qing's eyes flashed, "How about we not go to the old house today and go another day."

"Huh?" Quan Jingwu looked at her in confusion, always feeling that something was wrong with her.

Meeting his inquiring gaze, Jian Qing's heart skipped a beat and she coughed lightly, "Forget it, let's go to the old house. I'll have someone deliver clothes there."

Forget it, just take it one step at a time, maybe there are many people in the old house, and he won't be around her all the time, so he probably won't be discovered.

Quan Jingwu took a deep look at her, then withdrew his gaze and concentrated on driving.

Jian Qing took her mobile phone, compiled a message and sent it out. She accidentally pulled her right hand and frowned slightly.

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When they returned to the old house, Quan Hao and Mr. Quan were already waiting in the living room. After hearing what happened from Quan Yifei's mouth, both of them were a little scared.

Especially Quan Hao, seeing his wife's distressed face, he wanted to pull out the man who almost pushed his wife down the hill and beat her up.

"Are there any other injuries?" Quan Hao asked with concern.

Rui Yi shook his head and held his big warm hand, "I'm fine, thanks to Xiao Qing'er this time, otherwise I might have been thrown half to death."

Hearing this, Quan Hao nodded solemnly, feeling very grateful to Jian Qing from the bottom of his heart.

Mr. Quan said, "Jing Wu is accompanying Qing Yatou. I guess he should be able to finish the transcript soon. Feifei, please make a call and ask him to bring Qing Yatou back for dinner."

She is worthy of being the future granddaughter-in-law of their Quan family. Her fearless courage and sharp skills in the face of danger are indeed unparalleled by few. At least, there is absolutely no other woman like her in this capital.

"No need, the second aunt and the third brother have told each other that he and Jian Qing will come over later." Quan Yifei said.

Song Xirou saw that everyone was talking about Jian Qing, and a strong surge of unwillingness rolled in her chest, but she still had a smile on her face, "Grandma Quan, I will leave first, so I won't disturb you anymore."

Mrs. Quan stretched out her hand to hold her and smiled kindly, "You can stay here for dinner today. Don't leave in a hurry."

"Yes, Xirou, you must be scared today. Just stay here and finish dinner before leaving." Quan Yifei agreed.

Song Xirou smiled shyly, her face slightly red, "Today is all Jian Qing's fault, and I didn't even help. I'm really useless."

Mrs. Quan patted her hand and said, "What are you talking about? You have the courage to trade yourself for Rui Yi as a hostage at a critical moment. We appreciate this."

"Grandma Quan, if you say that, I'll be embarrassed." Song Xiju said, "I can't help much either."